"Let's travel," I told Hazz, interrupting the kiss and sliding his hands through his dress shirt. At least he wore something less flashy that day. Having sex with me really had a very good effect. He just watched as I opened the button of his pants and slid the zipper, pushing the to sit on the lowered lid vase. He was already semi-erect. Great.. "I have a catalog to make in Alaska, and some important contacts to present to you. That's where we will make our transformation, and when you return to Brazil, you will be unrecognizable.”Hazz was still quiet, although he smiled lightly. He watched as I finished opening his shirt and lowered his underwear. It was so easy to leave him without clothes that I was starting to be impressed by the art of manipulation. But, as if realizing that I was feeling victorious, he managed to hold my hands together when I pulled my panties down and sat on his lap.“Wait... Why are we going to have sex now? "He asked, although only malice existed on his fac
My body had already surrendered, even before a real act. Even before something beyond that preliminary one. And he knew that. The bastard knew I was more than involved and screwed in all that shit. The fact that we don't even have a concrete relationship, that my body feels so well and comfortable, that it can easily involve me in something silly and simple like a kiss, should mean something. It had to be something beyond what I thought.Hazz's hands went down my arms, stopping on my hips, and he walked away first to interrupt the kiss. My head was already spinning. The whole world had already lost all meaning, but he watched me, calmly and carefully."I agree with any kind of sex you want to have," he said quietly, raising his hands through my dress, lifting it until my thighs were fully exposed. "Eeven if I run the risk of being fired because of the noise."I promise not to make noise," I assured with a little smile. "As long as you don't do it either.”"Is it a competition? "He jok
I knew he hadn't put enough, he should be thinking the same as me about bodies of different sizes and a long time between previous relationships. I had the advantage of always going out with well-endowed men, but nothing prepared me for the feeling of slowly descending on his body, feeling it deeper inside me. Hazz's hands moved to my ass, where he squeezed hard, pushing me even higher on him. I sinnyed, containing the moan in the last second, but the pain was replaced by pleasure at the same moment, and a smile rose to my face."Quity," he asked. "I still need this job.”"Quite you," I replied, rubbing my intimacy, the way I had studied for many years with my sexologist. Hazz moaned, without containing himself, and the sound echoed. I laughed. “ I won.”"Never" he murmured, pushing his hips against mine. I had to bite my lip so hard that it hurt. Our skins produced sounds of blows, meat beating on meat, and the sound echoed. Anyone who listened from the outside would think that someo
Jessy wasn't kidding when she said she didn't need any luggage. Not least because, as soon as I got home, my doorbell rang, and her security guards came in without asking for permission. They informed me that I should follow them, and I just had time to pick up my documents, take a shower, and warn Emília about the trip. She was listening to music when I entered the room, so it took a while to understand what I was saying, but when I explained it better, she just nodded and remained quiet. I left the apartment, without even giving her a hug, but I knocked on Henrique's door and hugged him, saying that I would be on a very long trip and that I didn't even know where it would be. The twelve-year-old hugged me, wished me good luck, and seemed ecstatic at the idea that I would be engaging in something more serious with Jessy Jones.The only person who seemed totally unhappy about that was Emilia. And while I was in the car and surrounded by Jessy's security guards, I called Edgar, telling
"I don't want to check anything with my eyes, Jessy. I feel like I'm going to faint at any moment," I murmured with a dry mouth."You never told me in detail about your family," said Jessy, in a very calm and reassuring tone. I tried to stop looking so fixed from the backrest on my bench to watch her, but the fear spoke louder, and I remained with my eyes closed. Jessy giggled low, before running her long fingernails over my arm and touching gently. "I think talking would be the best way to avoid nausea.”"My stomach disagrees," I replied, letting out a sigh. Jessy laughed again, but didn't walk away. I held your hand in mine, feeling your hot and small fingers wrapping me. At least it was a comfort to die with the contact of someone so special to me. I opened a single eye, realizing that she was still waiting. I tried not to look at the window on his back, not to notice the clouds below, the sun burning in the small glass. "My parents live in the countryside, as I said before. I have
When we entered my private cabin, Hazz entered first, still leaning against the walls and desperate for some solid support. The plane wasn't swinging, but I understood his fear. Falls were not so frequent, especially in private jets, I was always making sure that my crew was well rested and happy to perform my flights. It was a routine for me, a custom, so I wasn't stupid enough to find it funny in his affliction.However, when I closed the door and stared at him sitting on my bed, I was apprehensive. I could very well deal with quick and easy sex in a bathroom, somewhere tight, or in a hurry in a shared house, but... I don't know. Seeing him in my bed, knowing that I frequented that jet with more familiarity than my own house, was a different kind of intimacy. I knew I would smell him there on every trip, at every moment away from home. Even if the bed linen was changed, even if a long time passed until I took another trip. Hazz would remain. We would create a memory. And memories do
Those words were too much for my self-control. Men devoid of self-esteem never said that, but there was Hazz; that wild and virile side that he never left exposed, which I had seen from the moment our eyes met. There was the reason why I was so disturbed in every sleep, so anxious for a more intimate contact. That man who made my legs tremble, and who was now placed both hands inside my pants, bending down to push her to my feet. His hands have risen to my thighs again, passing through them, touching my intimacy still inside my panties and going up until I reached my shirt again.Hazz pulled me to sit on his lap, adjusting my legs around his waist, groping my hip and ass so that I would really get on top of his best part. I sighed softly, containing the stupid smile that was starting to grow in my mouth. At all times, he kept watching me. I didn't look at my body with that first-time desire, I stared at my eyes, as if I could read between the lines. As if you could know that I was alr
Prevented from touching his body while he kept my arms pulled, I closed my fingers in fists and kept my nails well restrained. Hazz leans slightly, almost inciting me to bow to him, and takes one of my breasts in his mouth. He sucked, licked, and slowly turned his tongue around my nipple, awakening it, leaving my body aware of the moisture that was already beginning to make me want to rub my thighs. I let out a low moan, and Hazz stood up again to kiss me, swallowing the sound, diving into my mouth.Below me, I couldn't exactly feel how Hazz would be having fun with the desire that disturbed me, because his jeans weren't tight as tight as I would like. But he raised a hand to my hair, pulling me by the back of my neck, and that made me understand the veiled desire. The desire to turn around and put yourself on me, but how much it could hurt my arms if he left them that way. He didn't want to let me go. Even when I moved enough to say that I wanted to take off your clothes, and make th